Fin and I are in Vegas. We flew out at noon today, she was fine, I was a blubbering mess. The last few weeks have been intense, with things hopping at Trampoline, prepping for pre-school, and the perpetual bid to find balance. Last night I lived up to my never-sleep-before-a-travel-day anxiety, puttering long into the night.
We made it, despite turbulence that had me nodding with sweaty palms and prickly underarms and thinking, “I was right. I am not going to survive.” Finley was an absolute champ, doing a little bit of nursing and a whole lot of vamping and flirting. She knows the audience on a flight is hers for the taking, dazzling them with wide, sparkling eyes and a gooey, shiny gurgley tale instead of the grating screaming they anticipate.
During one of her catnaps I even managed to thumb through the Glamour magazine I bought. Rachel Bilson, Ali Larter and Diane Lane were on the cover for a feature on being gorgeous at any age. For the trip I suspended my disbelief and let the whole rich, famous, metabolism of an amped up hummingbird and daughter of a Playmate stuff slide. I found the little interviews to be surprisingly enjoyable and I closed the magazine smiling.
New haircut.
Business trip to Vegas.
Impeccably behaved infant.
Flawlessly shaved and moisturized legs.
Perfect-for-me husband home with two sweet daughters.
Life was pretty good. I walked through the Vegas airport with a spring in my step and a bounce on my chest (Sly laugh, baby and breasts). I was cruising along when I heard a chorus of “Awwwws!” and I slowed, traveling with a baby comes with a responsibility–must share. So I turned to the group of women gathered childless and worry-free outside a bar and let them feast on Fin. I was giggling at their delight as one of them walked over quickly to coo directly to Fin, it was none other than Rachel Bilson.
Only in Vegas.

Too funny.
(I was at a company picnic today and made my arms useful, cuddling babies while some mamas got a break.
Nothing like a sweet baby.)
you. are. adorable.
Glad you had a good trip cross country.
Oh nice, how can you beat that day? And from what I can see – your hair looks cute!!
Sounds like your trip is off to a good start! I do that not-sleeping thing before trips, too – I've never understood it but have ceased fighting it. Great haircut!
No way! That is too funny.
OH and I LOVE your hair!! Hot Mama!
Seriously? Too cool. I love how you're so positive Amanda. You inspire me.
I should have read this one first š
Well it's dark but from what I can gather it's an adorable hair cut!
Glad Fin was her usual lovely self on the plane… I am sure there was lots of MamaEnvy going on all around you š
can i just be all teen-like and say "shut up – you really saw her"
ok thanks.
adorable new hair by the way š
Meh. Fin is way cuter than Bilson. š
Your hair is kick-ass.
Did she autograph your issue of Glamour?
You go girl. And I had to google her… such a loser!
that baby is a miracle. and in the babylegs? it does not get cuter.
nope.
it doesn't.
you ain't too bad either!
love the new 'doo … and i can't believe you saw rachel bilson … hwo ironic is that? of course she would want to mee finley … who wouldn't? she's a BABE!!
Good for you! Eat em up! Life is not the same without an infant in your arms, so take every bit of it you can!!!.And have fun!!
that is awesome!!!!!!!!! isnt' she TINY in real life?!?!?! š
Love the haircut!